Template for Regulators
{Protect the Wasteland}
Name: Thomas Howlett
Role: Bounty Hunter
Age: 21
Service: One year.
Appearance:
Thomas has a normal wasteland body, at least a normal body of a Wastelander who fights for their life on a daily basis, than again, everyone does that these days. His body while not overly muscle filled, is toned from years of battle, though with his hardened body comes countless scars, a Deathclaw slash mark on his back, a light thin scar over his left eye, when he was young he had gotten an infection in his left eye, and it had to be taken out, but thanks to vault technologically, he had been outfitted with a robotic eye. His natural one being Blue, and his fake one being a deep amber. Thomas's height is 6 foot 1, his weight while never really known, it's safe to assume that the youth is underweight and doesn't eat well, than again no one does.
His cheeks being hallow from a few too many skipped meals, Thomas has the look of most people out in the waste who are living harder than they should, and since he's apart of regulators, his body is already low and sleep from the devoting much of his time to the people of the waste. His hair is messy locks of brown hair, some of the bangs falling beneath his eyes, but Thomas has been known to cut his hair into short spikes when he knows he'll be away from the regulators for a long period of time. While he tries to shave when he can, Thomas is has light stubble growing on his face, than his face is often covers by dirt and grime more, and as his hair is also greasy, but under all the effects from the wasteland is a fairly handsome or at least decent looking young man, but in the waste your looks don't matter, just how long you can survive.
Personality: It's hard to tell what goes on his Thomas's head, if theres one thing he does well, it's keeping secrets. Thomas never talks about his past, or even his plans for the future, some actually think it's because he has no plans for the future, many think he'll just blow his own brains out one day. If there is one thing he's good at though its killing, it seems that his time in the wasteland taught him the best lesson of kill or be killed, and if his life is threatened he'll take the rill route over talking.
Though no one could call Thomas stupid, the young man had always displayed a good intelagence and is always seen with his nose in a book when not on missions, honestly he'd be called a nerd if it wasn't for his ability to kill. There is almsot a detactment from Thomas when it comes to everything. Theres a mask we all wear, but for Thomas his mask is always on, feeling that even his comrades are more of a burden than a help. Thomas is known to the people of the wasteland, and does help his friends in the Regulators whenever he can, nevertheless he seems to have an unatrual hatred for the Brotherhood of Steel, never trusting any knight, paladin, or scribe.
The regulators are his alilies, the Brotherhood of steel hold his contempt, the Enclave his hatred, Talon company his respect for their survival skills, yet hatred for their moral standing. Raiders are just target practice to him, and wastelanders are his job to protect, whether he wants to or not he always ends up doing something for them in someway.
Thomas Howlett is a loner, that much is known, his missions are done alone, he mostly eats alone, and goes days without seeing anyone from the Regulators. As time goes on, the young man is slowly being eaten by the wasteland. Sleeping less, and wanderering more, there's talk that he will leave the regulators one day.....maybe he'll just leave the empire wasteland.
Biography: Thomas father was born in the vault, his mother, in the vault, yet in the end he himself would end up in the wasteland. Growing up inside a vault was never interesting, nothing could be interesting when your entire life is spent with everything being the same, yet none of this bothered the youth, he was content, he was safe from the outside word. Vault 91, that's where he had been born, everyone in this vault was taught to be thankful the better life they had then the outside world, yet his father never was...or at least Thomas never thought he was.
As far back as he could guess, Thomas's father was always a distant man, a soul that even when surround by loved, always felt that war was always at his doorstep. Thomas never knew why, both his parents were born and raised in the vault, no one had ever really seen battle.
When he was 10, he had received his first pip-boy, that same day his mother left. His father never said why, and he knew deep down it pained his father just as much, maybe even more than it did him.
At the age of 17 he leaves the vault, no words to the father that raised him, no words to the people who he had grown up with, all he leaves behind is a holotape, and nothing more. Armed with nothing but a B.B. gun, combat knife, and a 36 caliber pistol, the young Vault dweller leaves for the wasteland.
Three years later, Thomas is now part of the Regulators, he joined for many reasons, the main one being, or at least the one he tells his fellow members, is that he felt he needed to help the wasteland, to make sure the people can thrive again..... whether or not that's his true intentions is another story......
Family: Thomas never talks about his family. Not even to why he never talks about them.
Quest: Many, but the main quest he has is helping the regulators find a way to save the wasteland, anything else takes a backseat.
Karma: Good. (He's not a messiah, but he'll be damned if the wasteland will die on his watch.)
Weapons:
Bulls-eye: A hunting rifle, and Thomas's weapon of choice, nothing say "Wake up" To a supermutan than a .32 caliber round straight in the eye.
Blackhawk: A magnum gun. His back up weapon, mostly known for fire a shot that can take your head clean off.
Machete: A mele weapon.
combat Knight:
Twin 10mm Pistols.
50 caliber assault rife.
Sawed-off shotgun
Equipment:
Customized Regulator Duster: The Duster outfit consists of a black undershirt and a pair of gray canvas pants underneath a long, black overcoat, leather fingerless gloves, and combat boots. The boots are outfited with knives in each boot, each leg holds a holster, and the undershirt is also fitted with holsters. He has also added parts of combat armor to the torso, and shoulders, giving him an extra defense in fire fights. Thomas will also wear a black faded bandanna to keep his hair out of his eyes. Thomas had been given this outfit when he joined the regulators. Most of the over coat now is torn, and Thomas has turned it into more of cowl with a hood.
B.O.S. Power Armor: The power armor of a Palidin of the brotherhood of steel, yet odley enough the color of the armor is painted black and red, insted of the normal blue and steel color. He had found the armor on a dead B.O.S. many years ago, though the palidin had been blow apart and much of the armor damged, now Thomas spends some free time trying to fix it up.
Radiation suit: A simple Radiation suit Thomas uses from getting his rad numbers too fight in missions around Radiation.
Vault 96 jumpsuit: One of the extra jumpsuits Thomas had taken with him on his journey out the vault.
Armored Vault 96 jumpsuit: A modified jumpsuit Thomas fixed up, modified to better protect its owner in combat. It's design is a Vault jumpsuit with several plates, most from leather armor, attached to provide additional protection.
Gas Mask: Sometimes to supply clean air in horrible unbreakable zones, other times its more of the look.
Dog tags: A mysterious pair of Dog tags that Thomas has worn since he was a child, when asked though who's they are, Thomas will never answer, just ass a cold comment on how people mind their own business.
Fat Man: A mini nuke weapon, though Thomas never uses it, or brings it into combat, ammo for this weapon is rare to find, and Thomas himself had even said he'd rather save it for a rainy day than some raider scum.
Skills:
Guns: Files, handguns, Pistols, these are the weapons that Thomas is slowly becoming an expert about, and are also his main weapons to use in combat. Feeling that larger weapons such as rocket launchers, fat mans or plasma pistols or laser rifles are more of a waste, from repairs, or ammo, both causes make having those guns a liability.
Survival: An almost primal example but Thomas ability to survive has been compared to a raider, having been shoot, stabbed, and have many bones broken, Thomas just keeps pushing through the pain, he says because of a fear of death, saying to die in a wasteland is no way a human should die.
Repair: His love of weapons, has made the young man in almost an expert in repairing his own weapons, choosing his own skills over others, Thomas had outfitted many weapons to have effects that normally would of never been able to have from their original design.
Notes:
Thomas Doesn't ever talk about his time in the vault.
His birthday is march 22th, though birthdays don't matter anymore.
Thomas owns a boy dog named Reggie. He found the poor pup starving his first week out in the wasteland, it's been his friend ever since.
He is an Atheist.
Thomas at times doesn't sleep for days, so his eyes have a sunken look to them at times.
A Jet addict in the past.
Thomas has horrific nightmares, which sometimes give him insomnia for days.
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Not my best work, but I think it's ok for my come back template, lol I kind of think it sucks though.
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